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- Which Emerson College Lady Gaga Lipdub Team Would You Be On?
- Real Housewives Of Atlanta Foodcap: Let Them Eat Pizza!
- Questionable Choices: Willow Smith's Bowl Cut
- Pharrel's Spirit Animal Is A Drag Queen Puffin
- Bridalplasty Recap: Totaled Package
- OSIC: SantaCon Is The Most Terrible Time Of The Year
- I'm Just Not That Into You, Natalie Portman
| Which Emerson College Lady Gaga Lipdub Team Would You Be On? Posted: 13 Dec 2010 11:00 AM PST Emerson College went viral! In an effort to recruit new students (or something), the school has taken on the Herculean task of lip-syncing every Lady Gaga song to each different club you could participate in if you chose to go to the Boston college. For instance, you could join: The Gays
The oddly all-Asian newspaper team
The Heathers
The Harry Potter LARPers
Theater geeks
And many more! Which would you choose to associate with after watching this video? And remember, “none” is not an answer! Post from: Crushable Which Emerson College Lady Gaga Lipdub Team Would You Be On? |
| Posted: 13 Dec 2010 10:54 AM PST Jessica Alba was “misquoted.” The actress is using the bad editing excuse for all those comments about acting she made in a recent Elle spread. Let’s see if that works! (Cinema Blend) Post from: Crushable |
| Real Housewives Of Atlanta Foodcap: Let Them Eat Pizza! Posted: 13 Dec 2010 10:46 AM PST
Scene: Sheree sees Lawrence to get her hair did Lawrence updates Sheree on his singing career. And Sheree wishes him the best. But not so much that he improves his station in life and stops doing her hair. Also, that agency that Sheree auditioned with last week has signed her on as a client. So Sheree’s excited to start acting. Scene: Kim learns some choreography Since she’s not so good at the singing part of being a singer, Kim’s working on her dance moves. And explains:
We hope so, Kim! Oops. Nope. Kim doesn’t really like dancing either. Post from: Crushable Real Housewives Of Atlanta Foodcap: Let Them Eat Pizza! |
| Questionable Choices: Willow Smith's Bowl Cut Posted: 13 Dec 2010 10:30 AM PST
What do you think of Willow’s new bob? Let us know in the comments. (via) Post from: Crushable Questionable Choices: Willow Smith's Bowl Cut |
| Pharrel's Spirit Animal Is A Drag Queen Puffin Posted: 13 Dec 2010 10:28 AM PST
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| Bridalplasty Recap: Totaled Package Posted: 13 Dec 2010 11:13 AM PST
Evil hostess with the boastest Shanna Moakler rounds up the women and takes them to a bridal shop. She announces “Welcome to Winnie Couture, located in the heart of Beverly Hills,” which means it’s located in a place that doesn’t exist. Deviously mustachioed style robot Philip Bloch is on hand to help explain different styles of wedding gowns including “the mermaid,” which is shaped like Daryl Hannah’s lip injections. This week’s challenge is announced: the women must rummage through the gowns and determine the packaging that suits them best. The catch is that they won’t be allowed to use mirrors, because any sort of reflection could shake the brides back into being a human beings instead of a bionic machines programmed to imagine possible imperfections in their bodies. Philip decides that Kristin did the best job packaging herself in a dress and veil, so she’s sent off to Dr. Dubrow’s lab for breast implants. According to Kristin, this boob job is a necessary procedure, because with her current breasts she “gets carded buying lottery tickets.” (In the post-apocalyptic Bridalplasy universe, lottery tickets are what allow you and your family to to stand in the breadlines. Otherwise you’re forced to eat your children. Or your breast implants.) Dr. Dubrow knocks Kristin out with laughing gas while he and his team fist bump — which is alien code meaning “human beings are the worst.” The evil doc inserts two beautiful glowing orbs into Kristin’s breasts for safekeeping. As he sews her up, he turns to his staff and says “ABC: Always be closing.” This episode was accidentally co-written by David Mamet. Back at the Bridalplasty house/prison, the brides begin to fight — which is a sign that some of their womanhood remains intact. Dominique, Alexandra and Jaime are the three worst self-packagers, so they’re all eligible for elimination. Princess Jenessa has turned completely and irredeemably evil and she puppet-masters the rest of the girls. She makes sure everyone promises to vote for either Dominique or Alexandra, communicating entirely by evil eye glint. Nevertheless, Alexandra’s upset she might be kicked out and considers committing Bridalplasty suicide. Jaime’s emotional as well. She says: “I’m not gonna lie. I’m sick of all this he said/she said bullshit.” Actually, it’s all “she said” bullshit — unless someone wins enough plastic surgery to change that. The women choose their brides and it looks like Jenessa’s puppeteering worked. In the end, Jaimie’s kicked off — but she’s made of so little plastic it isn’t even worth melting her down, she’s just chopped up into tiny pieces and sent to the other side of the breadline. Next week: Can husbands be RealDolls too? *Just kidding, the show’s on E! Where it belongs. Post from: Crushable Bridalplasty Recap: Totaled Package |
| Posted: 13 Dec 2010 09:42 AM PST That Creepy Hand Model Lady Is Back! - You know who we’re talking about? This chick Ellen Sirot. Her life story is overwhelming. (Funny or Die) Post from: Crushable |
| OSIC: SantaCon Is The Most Terrible Time Of The Year Posted: 13 Dec 2010 08:51 AM PST
SantaCon’s official rulebook only gives 4 rules for being jolly old St. Nick: As the night goes on however, these rules become more “bendy.” What constitutes a kid these days, anyway? Or a cop? Or what if it’s a kid dressed as a cop, huh? What’chu gonna do then??? Answer: This. SantaCon starts out all “Ho-ho-ho,” but usually becomes unmanageable by the end of the night. Last year, New York’s SantaCon started to split off their pub-crawls into several different groups, to avoid red and white riots after 2 p.m. Last year, I was dancing at one of these SantaCon post-party raves and got offered Ecstasy by at least three very fat, sweaty men in Santa suits. If I wasn’t Jewish and 25 at the time, I might have been traumatized. If you have a fear of large throngs of people, think of Santa Claus as a clown’s bigger, scarier cousin. But if you can’t deal with watching childhood figures vomit into the gutters before most people have brunch, SantaCon is not for you. Post from: Crushable OSIC: SantaCon Is The Most Terrible Time Of The Year |
| I'm Just Not That Into You, Natalie Portman Posted: 13 Dec 2010 09:31 AM PST
Maybe it’s because we’re so similar: we are both beloved by Jewish men who appreciate our”Jewess-with-shiksa-appeal;” we both rocked the shaved head look for awhile (and pulled it off because of our fine bone structures); and we are both pretty much banned from Israel for life. But I think it goes deeper than that. I think you are smug, Natalie Portman. I think you are the female version of Christian Bale, with your extreme and unhealthy body fluxuations for different roles. I do not like how you signed that Hollywood list that essentially said Roman Polanski should get out of jail for free. I do not like your pseudo-politics, or your poise, or what you did to the Star Wars legacy. But mostly, Natalie Portman, I do not like how ubiquitous you are. It’s like every time I close my eyes and think of the word “actress,” either you or Meryl Streep pop into my head. I am happy you’ve become so successful, because you do seem very smart, and can make fun of yourself (like in that Saturday Night Live video where you rap about your Ivy league education.) But lately you’ve seemed to be losing your sure-footing, Natalie, taking your Black Swan choreographer away from his girlfriend and calling him your own, and obsessing over your love of self-flagellation in interviews. Maybe now the world will see you the way I do: as a smug, creepy bitch. Sorry, I just don’t like you. P.S. Garden State still continues to suck. Post from: Crushable I'm Just Not That Into You, Natalie Portman |
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Happy Monday! Today’s dispatch from Atlanta is replete with fat burning pizza parties and creepy breast feeding! Kim Zolciak and Phaedra Parks may not get along, but they are more than willing to tag team our trip through the eating habits of Atlanta’s Real Housewives. Also, NeNe Leakes explains the most important rule for Real Housewives Fight Club: never leave your win unattended!
I hate SantaCon, the annual pubcrawl where people dressed in Santa costumes 
I’m sorry, Natalie Portman. I know that as an actress, you’ve made a lot of great career decisions. From your early days in The Professional and Beautiful Girls to your recent critically-acclaimed Black Swan, no one is doubting your versatile acting skills. But I still do not like you.| You are subscribed to email updates from Crushable To stop receiving these emails, you may unsubscribe now. | Email delivery powered by Google |
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